Chapter 11: The Last Stand

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Continuing from here, it is a valley with mountains and valleys in the background.

In a normal place, the valley is nothing. However, it is a cold and frozen area with snow all year round, and the snow is often very thick in the back mountains and valleys. Once the war horse gets into it, it will be difficult.

But at this time, the encirclement of dozens of horsemen behind was coming towards Lei Qing.

If you change to the previous Lei Qing, you may lose your fighting spirit. However, after months of tempering, he has become very determined and calm, and his tenacious surname has repeatedly helped him survive from desperate situations. Even if it was a real body here, Lei Qing would not frown.

Fortunately, a few miles to the left, there seems to be a forest of coniferous pines covered in silver.

"If we can't get out, we're all going to die here. Qianqian, get ready to fight. ”

After a low snort, without hesitation, he turned his horse's head, swooped down from that high ground, and directly rushed towards a group of cavalry on the left.

Zuo Qianqian didn't say a word, and stuffed the iron box into the padded jacket. With a bow and arrows in his hand, his red eyes shone with a ferocious light like a beast. When the distance between the two sides was only more than ten zhang, Zuo Qianqian lay down backwards, and when the horse was bumped, she calmly pulled the bowstring and shot an arrow with a whoosh.

But she obviously chose the wrong target, and the strong man who ran at the front of the enemy was a warrior of the first rank of black iron. In the face of the sharp arrows that roared, I saw him drink in a deep voice, and the scimitar flicked upwards and split the arrow.

The other party obviously also has archers who are good at riding and shooting, and in the gallop, they also picked up their riding bows, and swished several sharp arrows towards Lei Qing. But Lei Qing was not an easy person, and when the long sword ice flame waved, it turned into several condensed sword lights, sweeping away those few sharp arrows.

With a loud shout, the royal horse met the black iron beginner strong man who was the leader, the sword light flew, and in an instant, he picked up the strong man's scimitar, and between the lightning and light of the sharp long sword, a sword slashed the man's head. When the blood was sprayed, such a ferocious way of killing made the group of thieves suddenly feel a little chilly, and their hands and feet involuntarily stiffened.

You must know that the strong man who was killed was also a character among the thieves, known for his bravery and ferocity, but his head was cut off by a sword. Especially the closest people, they saw Lei Qing with blood all over his body and amazing momentum at close range, all of them had cold hands and feet, and their movements were a few beats slower.

In the middle of the battlefield, the most taboo thing is timidity. If you are afraid, you will lose your bravery. And once the prowess is lost, the Grim Reaper will favor it more and more.

Lei Qing clamped the horse's belly, urging the horse to attack wildly, and the Ice Flame Sword burst out with brilliant light, as if even the air was filled with sizzling electricity. Lei Qing, who was desperate, repeatedly performed a sword move, and the lightning and thunder were controlled to the extreme.

Suddenly, more than a dozen brilliant sword rays erupted, and in the gorgeous, there was a fierce killing aura.

The three elite cavalrymen closest to him had their throats slit. Under the eyes of disbelief, they fell off their horses one after another.

But among this group of unscrupulous thieves, there are also brave people, a black-faced strong man passed by on a horse, and a spear poked obliquely at a tricky angle, piercing Lei Qing's throat. Looking at its breath, it doesn't seem to be weak, it should also be a black iron level.

Lei Qing, who had just finished his ultimate, was at the weakest moment of his fighting spirit.

In a hasty parry, the spear slid downward, stabbing through the broken rhino leather armor into his shoulder. Rao was based on Lei Qing's tenacity, and he couldn't help but snort in pain, and his face was distorted. But before his hideous smile could be revealed, the bowstring vibrated and with a thud, a sharp arrow flew up at close range and struck him directly in front of him, and the heavy force was enough to nail it into it for several inches.

When the blood was flying, the strong man screamed and fell to the ground. Obviously, they all ignored the little girl behind Lei Qing.

"Hmph. Lei Qing grabbed the spear on his shoulder with his backhand, and pulled it out violently. After the blood was only splattered for a while, it was temporarily stopped under the use of Xuan Miao's fighting energy. Lei Qing, with a hideous face, threw his spear and shuttled away like a shock, nailing through the chest of a cavalryman.

The two sides came into contact, and in just a few breaths of time, in the brutal and direct killing, six of the other party died, and two of them were black iron-level warriors. Of course, one of the Black Iron level fighters was shot by Zuo Qianqian.

This also reflects the treacherous and cruel nature of the battlefield, where any accident can happen. And a head-on duel, it's completely different. Especially that black iron level warrior, if he fought Zuo Qianqian head-on, it would definitely be Zuo Qianqian who died.

But Lei Qing also paid a heavy price.

Fortunately, with Lei Qing's bravery and Zuo Qianqian's assistance, in just a few breaths, the blockade line of this small group of cavalry was forcefully chiseled, and the miscellaneous horses shuttled through. At this time, Lei Qing, where did he dare to have the slightest delay, and the remaining fighting spirit was frantically injected into the miscellaneous horses.

The motley pony's eyes were red, his nose was constantly spewing hot mist, and he was gasping for air. But with the help of Lei Qing's fighting spirit, he still burst out with a strong speed, broke through the blockade, and threw his legs towards the taiphyl pine forest.

In such a short period of time, the blockade was broken. First, it is Lei Qing's bravery, and secondly, there is also luck. Especially without Zuo Qianqian's arrow, which is like a stroke of genius, two people and one horse, I am afraid that they will all die there.

Even if the other party only entangled Lei Qing a little, so that the horse under his crotch could not burst out of speed, then the cavalry that followed would cut him into minced meat. In fact, even if Lei Qing was asked to do it again, he was not too sure that he would be able to rush out.

The crisis is far from over. This group of cavalry was killed by Lei Qing in such a rush, but there were still eight left. If it were just the eight of them, in the face of such a brave Lei Qing, they might not dare to pursue, or even run away, but there were dozens of brothers behind.

Immediately, the eight cavalrymen were the first to react, and they all turned their horses and chased after Lei Qing. The distance between the two sides was only seven or eight zhang away, and although Lei Qing's horse was urged to speed, it was still far from the point where it could easily shake off the enemy.

Among those cavalrymen, there were three or four who were good at riding and shooting. At such a distance, of course, they picked up their bows and arrows one by one and shot towards Lei Qing.

Lei Qing has been trained in equestrianism since he was a child, and he is extremely familiar with the art of royal horses. Under the stakes of the surname, it is also the ability to listen to the wind and distinguish the position to the extreme. Holding the reins, he constantly changed the direction while the strings sounded, almost achieving the realm of unity of man and horse.

When the sharp arrows missed, Zuo Qianqian, who was also good at archery, twisted her petite body backwards at an incredible angle. Calm archery counterattack, targeting those riding archers. There weren't many arrows left, only four or five, and there was no way to give her too much waste.

After more than a dozen breaths, Lei Qing and Zuo Qianqian cooperated very well. When Zuo Qianqian shot the last arrow, it was lucky enough to hit a riding archer with precision. This was already the second cavalry archer to die under her command in a short period of time.

But alas, the arrows ran out, and the other side still had two archers alive. With a whoosh, the sharp arrow went and shot Zuo Qianqian's thigh. But Zuo Qianqian just snorted in a low voice, then clenched her teeth tightly, and refused to share Lei Qing's thoughts even if the pain penetrated her heart.

Fortunately, after some galloping, the advantages of the horse through the stimulation of the fighting spirit were gradually brought into play, and the distance between the two sides was stretched to fifteen or sixteen zhang. At this distance, the opponent's riding archers cannot have too high precision.

As time dragged on, the advantages of the pony became more and more apparent. At this time, the coniferous pine forest is only a few miles away. But at this moment, the crotch of the colt was finally unbearable to be whipped, and after a sad neigh, his front hooves went limp, and he fell to the ground, unable to convulse.

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